The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, October 08, 1896, Image 6
CHAPTER XII—fConTixrmj.' "How c&n It be your duty, Eleanor, If Aa you said—and It made my heart leap With joy—yon love me, how can It be yourduty to give me up and marry an lottxr? O, Eleanor, dear Ellie, think of my life-long devotion, my stern sacrl gee, that refused to hear even a single word from you—my unceasing toil and fnoredible exertion to fit myself to stand in these doors a suitor for your hand, without a blush of shame! To have gained the long-prayed-for posi- | tlon, toTlnd my love returned, and yet ! to idse" you—have you thought how ter- j ritfie a doom it is for me? Can it be a duty that Vrotild crush our hearts in the fulfillment?” She wrung her bands. “Forbear, O Walter—have pity on my weakness! All last night I wres tled in my agony to see the right, I came .out of the bitter waters calm In self-renunciation, knowing it was my duty to give you up. Neither your grrlef nor my own anguish must drift me away from the position I defined th4n. Dear Walter, my childhood’s friend, iny protector and comforter al ways,'help me now to be true to my own convictions of right!” There was a solemn pathos in her tone—in her white face and imploring e.ve—that rebuked Wallet’s personal, grief. "Eleanor," said he, impetuously, “If I could see auj reason for It—if It were juui su cuuirauiuur)' tu a»t *a*j >ucm wi right—I would be wiling to bear my own pain to aid you!” "Be rare I must be well convinced of the right of It ere I peril your happiness mid mine. If you knew all you would be the first to bid me Qod speed upon my atoning sacrifice.” •• ; Walter was looking steadfastly into the beautiful face. Coming suddenly forward, while lip and cheek paled be neath the Intensity of his emotion, he held out his hand. "It is enough. I will bid you God <*pc«--d iow. I renounce my hopes. Ellio —my Bllle, for whom I have lived, and striven, and hoped. I will give you up, even unto another's arms.” Lagy Eleanor's head drooped forward to his shoulder; her cold white cheek touched his; her brown curls flung their, sunny ripples against his jetty l«§;s. .j^jhlle her quivering lips whls pprod^j . “God bless you, Walter! It Is pleas ant how to think how short is earth— -how enduring Heaven!" ile wrapped his arms around her, pressed her passionately to his heart, then put her away. A step on the threshold startled them. Lady Anna a ;ood wtth'n the doorway, her sad ce wandering from one agitated fate to another. She was evidently ■. greatly moved, yet she came in with tiqg. accustomed stately grace, and gr.eetod Walter with the usual saluta tion ;; then turning to her daughter, she gald mournfully: • ►.?.. ,> ,j. « “1 see how it is, my child; you deceiv ed me last night, and nty worst fears— whdn T knew Mr. Vernon had returned —art verified. I see that you love each ether,” . No answer came. Eleanor turned away heir tearful taca and Walter, hia sensitive spirit Stung by the thought that she would consider him as an lp teriosfr, raised hit head in haughtyal ien?#. < ‘ • -'•* ■ ’ileanor, Eleanor!" came In a pite ous voice, so full of yearning tender gtrlie-heart. “T asked no sacrifice of you. I Should love and Mess you still U you1 left me tonight to fly with the man yen love. Hear rne solemnly declare l..| dare |jjot even advise you to marry oth er ’ben him who holds your heart. Go »nd he happy, my child,” ,J*V ’V « Walter bent forward Joyously,, but; Elinor, only shook her head. : . , t “l.’Vnow you do not ask it, mother, bu^i know It is right—it 1b heat, and it •win give you peace. Walter ‘himself hai^lven me up, and blessed my effort.'' LjSdy Annabel looked w^dly from one to the other as she faltered; i ’■ “But it you love each other, how can lie give you up, or you take yourself from him?” seemed to convulse the poor ip-; ‘ffne consciousness,of doing right ■witt enable us both to conquer , our ill ioV''i affection—will it not. Walter?".. Perplexed, grieved,' heart-crushed," ’Walter could not'refuse the pleading^ look In those blue eyes, and he answer ed—"Yes." What was his astonishment to See Imdy Annabel fall on her knees, and, «atchlng her daughter’s hand, bathe It with tear* and dry It with kisses. “My grand, heroic child!” cried she. "Will Heaven permit such innocence and wojth to atone for the sin of oth ers? I will pray that your noble eacrt-v floe may not be needed; and yet I own, if It Is completed, a mother's eternal gratitude win be yours. Ah, my own Kleanor, your pure hand shall lift away from me a load of remorse, and carry to another atonement tor suffering and losa But it must be tree and volunta ry—not from fear of my displeasure— remember that” , - < 8he sank down Into an easy chair and raised a handkerchief to her face, while a tgOlent fit of coughing ensued. The laaf meshes came away, their snowy texture marked by vivid epota of blood. W^gor sprang to her side in con Mamma, mamma,” cried she, “you are 111; this excitement Is killing you!” She waved them back and whispered with a wan smile on her deadly tace: "It is nothing new; it will pass presently.” “Mamma,” said Eleanor with a new air of determination and energy, “once for all, let us settle this subject.' I know the constant worrying about It Is destroying you. Here I am a willing, voluntary mediator, thankful—so thankful, my darling mother, to be able to brighten thus little of your trial. I am sorry you should know how much it cost me to relinquish Walter, but be lieve me, I shall conquer It bravely Once entered upon the path, J shall not shrink; 1 shall never repent.” Lady Annabel raised the soft hand to her lips and whispered: ”1 consent. May Heaven forgive me if I am wrong! After all,” she added, “It may never be required of you. We may never find hini, or he may have chosen another himself.” “Ah, yes,” responded Eleanor sooth ingly, “we are making a great deal of trouble before we are sure there Is need of it. But you, Walter, must never hope for anything except a friend’s af fection, a sister’s love.” Walter s|ghed. “So be It, then, I submit. May 1 know the name of him who wins the treasure I lose?” "His name?” repeated Lady Elea nor, dreamily. “I do not even know it yet.” “What inexplicable mystery is this?” ejaculated Walter. * She 'shuddered while she answered: “Be content, Walter, and ask no “My children," whlsperod Lady An* nabel, “one thing I must require of you. The Intention may be sincere and gen uine, but the heart be treacherous. Mr. Vernon, I request you to continue your visits as usual. The test must be ap plied by actual trial. If my daughter can learn to school her own heart, it Is well; If.not, I would rather die myself than take her from you." She rose from her chair, signed for Eleanor to support her, and bidding him as courteous an adieu as if only ordinary conversation had passed be tween them, left the drawing room. So ended this exciting, perplexing, sorrowful interview; and restless and miserable, haunted by a thousand ab surd misgivings, Walter returned to his studio. He remained a week away from Collinwood House, during which time he met the admiral, whose easy, unrestrained manner showed he was Ignorant of all that had passed. CHAPTER XIII. HE; QNLY event of Importance m e a n t h 11 e oc curred at a private party to which be had gone with hla fast and warm ad mirer, Viscount Somerset. They were In the midst of a gay crowd when the young lord, touching his arm, said formally: ‘‘Mrs. Dacre, allow me to present to you our distinguished artist, Signor Vernont. Vernoni, the Hon. Mrs. D«. ere.” Absent-minded and sad, Walter had not heeded the lady’s approach., Ther* was no way to avoid an intervievjr. Shs stood before him, her genial face aglow with smiles, her fair white hand ex. tended toward him. ' x pne moment Walter’s fierce eyes glowed upon her; his haughty lip cur], ed ip scorn; then turning upon his heel, be, ejaculated: I "No, no, I shall never take that hand lb friendly greeting,” and vanished la the crowd. ‘ The startled Mrs. Dacre colored crlna. rion, and the tears rose to her eyes; but seeing her husband’s anger, she passed on eagerly, endeavoring to soothe the fierceness of his indignation at the in sult. v • rne viscount nunted up Walter later in the evening, and said with grave, embarrassed tace: i "Upon my word, Vernon, I hardly know what to say. I’m afraid you’ve made a decidedly ugly business. Da cr,%J# in a rage, and declares your pres ort Prr>'itaHiy shall not save you from a horse-whipping, If you refuse to give him satisfaction. In fact, signor, it was r ti a"-a. hard thing. 1 was taken aback '■myself.**' ? - '<<■' > "No doubt you were, and exceeding ly Indignant, my noble friend. I was grieved myself that It should happen, but I would die a thousand times rather fhen touch ihJt woman's hand.” ’•■ ■The viscount looked up as if doubting his sanity. i* "Somerset," said Walter again, in a smothered voice of deep emotion, "if you met a woman who had wrecked the happiness, perilled the life, and blasted vt' ‘ c- nnnv • • *■ d p>-i ,, loved once better than life, would you take her hand In yours, though eti quette, courtesy, and the whole world demanded It?” "No," was the prompt reply, “but still I an mys;iPe rs. D<ere is a lady of irreproachable character—there lg no a stake?” I'- i “No,” replied Walter, bitterly. “1 know sbe was admired, respected and prosperous; she is none the less my father’s deadliest foe.” ‘‘What is to be done?” asked the per plexed viscount. “Dacre’s friend will wait upon you to-night.” "What—a duel? A mode of settle ment as despicable as it is abhorrent! Well, well, it matters not. I cannot avoid it; you would all believe me a coward If I refused; so 1 will stand and let him shoot me, for wrong my own soul so much as to raise a deadly weap on against the life the Creator gave, I will not. Let him shoot; it is meet the son should perish as well as the father, through Annabel Marston’s means.” The kind-hearted Somerset waB real ly grieved and troubled. "Is there no way to avoid It? Dacre demanded the reason for such insulting conduct; can I not hint something that will satisfy him?” i ou may say to mat woman, 1 could not take her hand, because I am Paul Kirkland’s son, who knew Anna bel Marston of Lincolnshire In days gone by. Mark her face when you speak the name.” Throughout the next day Walter was In no enviable state of mind. All things looked gloomy and threatening. The sorrowful fate before Eleanor—the mystery of the motive that should make her thus voluntarily immolate herself upon the altar of duty—the hard strug gle and desolate, loveless life before himself—the bitter resentment for his father’s wrongs—all disheartened apd dismayed him. He was in no mood to grieve when his friend returned saying Dacre would only be satisfied with a full apology. The lady, he said, remem bered seeing once or twice In Lincoln shire a drawing-master named Kirk land, but was not aware how that should affect Signor Vernonl’s copduct in the least. ■ “Let him shoot a dozen times if it will comfort him any,” said Walter, sarcas-j tically, “l can’t say but I shall bd the greater gainer by the operation. I will leave him an explanation of her ‘once or twice.’ Go back, and let him fix the place and Uine for the heroic deed, I will be on the spot, and I will stand as quiet, be sure, as the beet target he ever shot against. Life has no charms; let him send me out as quick as possible." “What would all London say to hear this!” cried the viscount in despair. “Signor Vernoni, the worshiped, petted artist, already crowned in youth with the laurel wreath, ready to throw away his life so recklessly. Ah, my friend, I might hint at a more powerful reason for you to seek escape from this. Lady Eleanor Collinwood, our pride and star, before whom so many plead in vain, looks upon you alone with favoring eyes. Will you forsake that enviable position?” “Hush!” interrupted Walter sternly. “No more! Go at once and settled this wretched business!” The viscount left him, and Walter flung himself upon the lounge and tried to sleep to escape the maddening tu mult of thought. The effort was as vain as if the soft damask had been lined with thorns. Then he rose and paced to and fro, two hours or more, when his errand boy handed him a brief line from Somerset. “To-morrow, at eight in the morning, at Blackheath.” He read the line two or three times and then said aloud: “And this, then, is the end of all my high hopes, my unceasing endeavors— to die in a duel! I must see Eleanor again; she need not know it is a fare well interview, but it will be a consola tion to me—possibly to her also—if the worst happens.” (TO BS CONTINUED. I LANG'S WONDERFUL DOG.'" llld Some Very Remarkable Things Ac cording to tlie Veracious Narrator. A Newfoundland named Oscar be longing to myself had often listened with much Interest to stories of rescue Of drowning persons by dogs, says Lang in Longman's Magazine. I hap pen to possess an engraving of Land scor’s “Member of the Humane So ciety.” Oscar would contemplate it for hours and study the pose in the mir ror. One day two little children were playing alone on St. Andrew’s pier and I was sketching the ruins at a short distance, Oscar running about on the pier.v I happened to look up and saw Oscar, as if inadvertently, but quite deliberately, back one of the children (Johnny Chisholm by name) Into the water, which is there very deep. The animal then gave three loud howls to attract attention (he had been taught to give “three cheers for Mr. Glad stone”), jumped into the water, rescued the child and carried him, “quite safe but very wet," to the local photog rapher’s, obviously that the deed might be commemorated by art. Nobody saw the beginning of this tragedy except myself. Oscar, when brought home, deliberately rapped out “Humane So ciety” with his tail on the floor, but; much as 1 appreciated his intelligence, I could not, in common honesty, give him a testimonial. This preyed on his mind; he accompanied a party to the top of St. Rules’ tower and deliberately leaped from the top, being dashed to pieces at the feet of an eminent divine whose works he had often, but unsuc cessfully, entreated me to review in an unfavorable sense. His plan was to bring the book, lay it at my feet and return with the carving knife in his mouth. tfnaodllneaa. Ungodliness always leads to lawless ness and is destructive. It affects the home, the community, and the life of 'the nation. We can only exist as a nation when we foster and cherish morality and religion.—Rev. E. J. Metz ler. 4 SEASIDE SOCIAL CUSTOMS. The Code In Not Ho Severe m In Home Life, bat It !fa« Limitation*. It requires almost as much diplomacy and mental watk to stder a woman through the social intricacies of a sum mer at a resort as to carry her safely through an official Washington winter. The appearance of informality deludes newcomers into hoping for pleasant re lations, and then they make what to known in the vernacular as a “break.” At the end of the season they go away declaring that “Sea Rock” or “White Wave” is a “horrid, stiff place,” peo pled mainly by snobs, and vow never to return. The rules which govern ac quaintance-making at summer resorts are a trifle more lax than those which regulate town acquaintanceship. Peo ple who meet in hotel dining-rooms or on piazza corners every day soon grow to know one another sufficiently well to permit them to do what the Irish man calls “passing the time of day.” xuey may excnange magazines ana em broidery silks, to say nothing of views on the scenery and the company. But this degree of intimacy, says a writer in the New York Journal, does not war rant calls. No newcomer at a hotel must ever call on an older resident un til the older one has called on her. Not even when the acquaintance has progressed so far that one invites the other to form joint plcnicing or sailing parties should this rule in regard to calls be infringed. The summer board er’s room is her castle and any amount of outdoor intimacy does not warrant intrusion into it until after a definite advance toward friendship has been made. Cottagers, as a usual thing, should take the Initiative in calling up on any boarders at hotels or boarding houses whom they wish to know. In many plades the cottage element and the i hotel element form two distinct and somewhat hostile cliques. The ad vance ‘toward acquaintance should be made by the established residents, and not by the transient ones. And yet the utmost outdoor civility may exist among beach or rbck acquaintances at a small resort without any house in timacy. Of course these rules apply to women, the real dictators of social customs. As for the acquaintance’ be tween young women and men, It is gov erned by the ordinary conventionali ties. Young women do not become ac quainted with young men except whien they are formally introduced by some common friend.—St. Louis Post-Dis patch. WON A NOTABLE PRIZE. London Royal Drawing Society Medal Goo* to a Girl of 10. The award of the bronze medal of the Royal Drawing Society of London this year is a matter of enthusiastic interest to young art students all over i the world, inasmuch as it was won by a young woman only 16 years of age, Miss Nellie Kuck. Since the earliest inauguration of of fering prizes for the best work among any given artistic line artists of un doubted genius from Canova and Thor ! waldsen have entered into eager com | petition for the advantages which such ; badges of distinction carry in their train; for where they do not include years of study under most favoring conditions, as they so often do, they bring to an artist Instant and wide spread recognition; and it ought to serve as a stimulus to the youngest art student in Philadelphia, Boston, New i York or Denver that youth is no bar sinister to Buch honors. The drawing I which obtained for Miss Kuck so dis tinguished a success is entitled "The ! Young St. Cecilia,” a charmingly com posed decorative panel, chiefly inter esting by reason of its original and novel manner of treatment. Perhaps it was her own sweet youth in the blood that led her imagination away from the traditionally mature Cecilia, and made it dwell rather upon the heavenly maid when' inspiration first dawned upon her youthful conscious ness. With a few clever, effective strokes she has achieved the sweetly serious face and pose of the young saint, the well-grouped, raptly listen ing angels above, topped by the con ventionalized figures of music and poe try. The whole gives evidence of fine poetic fancy, excellent art, and is par ticularly strong in the decorative har mony of its lines. Two years ago Miss Kuck was awarded Lord Leighton’s prize for her drawing "The Mermaid,” and he then—always so ready to en courage youthful talent—recommended her to adopt the artist’s profession. In fact ‘ “The Young St. Cecilia” repre sents her third success, as last year she obtained the George Kekwich's prize for an illustration of "Undine.” A Bicycle DUeanr. 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